Tyler's POV
“Three…” I counted, keeping my tone calm. She just stared at me, eyes wide and confused, like she couldn’t decide if this was a joke or a nightmare.
“Two—”
“Wait!” she gasped suddenly. “Wait, please.”
I stopped counting, tilting my head slightly as I looked at her. Her chest was rising and falling fast, her eyes glistening with tears.
“I’m listening,” I smirked.
“I’ll… I’ll marry you,” she whispered, so softly that I almost didn't hear it.
Wl, I wasn't surprised. I knew that would be the answer.
I smiled in satisfaction. “Smart choice, baby doll.”
She didn’t have anyone else, and she knew I was the only one who could fix this. Of course she'd say yes to me.
She dropped back into her seat as though to recollect her thoughts.
